Can’t Get the Taste Out of My Mouth
It is someone’s friggin birthday tomorrow at work. And my coworkers wanted help blowing up balloons. Now out of principle, I really don’t blow anything. And I told them no. But then they told me that the storage room where they were doing the blowing was warm, and my office was freezing, so I gave in.
They gave me the only chair in the room, probably knowing I would have turned around and left if I had to stand and blow at the same time. I stretched the first balloon, put it to my mouth and started blowing, and in a puking motion yelled, “this tastes like shit.”
Everybody looked at me as though I had just literally really eaten shit. “What do you mean it tastes like shit? Why are you tasting the balloons?”
“I’m not tasting them, but when I stick my tongue in the hole to open it up so I can then blow air into it, it tastes like shit.”
Every person in the room looked at me like I was an alien. “You put your tongue into the balloon opening first, and then blow? Why don’t you just blow?”
“You can’t just blow into the balloon, you have to open it up with your tongue to get it ready. I have always done it that way, don’t you?”
All of the other women looked at one another, told me we were getting into areas of “too much information” and then laughed their assess off.
Last time I help them blow up anything.
Filed under: Lesbian, Am I Bad?, Place d'employ
You can even make blowing up balloons hysterical! Is this your training regimen for the next lucky woman?
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha LOL hahahahahahahahaha
Ha ha, I’ve never actually heard of anyone blowing them up like that either. So congratulations.
You just wanted to tongue something. You’re so naughty.
I think that’s what known as the lesbian way to blow up balloons. I say that, only, because I am a lesbian too and that’s exactly how I would’ve done it. ha ha ha!